I look at the mirror and see that she has kept her arms down. She was an obedient slave after all. I make sure to cut all the way around her throat be...ore severing her spine. I want her to enjoy these final moments as much as I do. Her arterial spray has soaked the mirror and that end of the bed. Perhaps the final sight she saw was an image of herself being splashed in blood. Maybe what I do here is art, after all. Something to explore later. I roll the body off the other side of the bed and it. She sounded weak and defeated.Jeff walked back to her. He held out the phone, showing her the shot of her getting fingered. It disappeared. “That’s one gone. Only five more.” Jeff said as he clicked the phone shut. “I should got the one that holds 10 pictures.”“What???” Janet said.“I’ll call about what you can do to erase the next one.” He said.“No.” She cried. “I won’t.” Janet couldn’t believe she had to suck him off 5 more times, or do something worse.“You will.” Jeff snapped. “And just to. I love you more.’ We fell asl**p and awoke to the sun rising outside the window. It looked like it was going to be a great day, and I hoped they would let me go home today as well. After the nurse checked on me, and the doctor came back to check on me, they said I could go home but would require several therapy appointments and a wheel chair until some of my strength returned before I could walk unassisted again. I was wheeled out to the car, where my wife was waiting to take me home. We got. On our next date, the one after I had let him feel me up, we had gone to a movie. After the movie, we drove down to the clearing by the stream, the place where we had been previously. A few other cars were there, some with heads silhouetted through unlit windows. Others had no one visible, but we could tell that they were occupied by the gentle rocking of metal on springs.First a kiss; that was like a given. Then his left hand was on my right breast, squeezing, fondling in time with the.